Roaming Swordsman
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
- Type = Character
- Card = Roaming Swordsman
Pops: None
Rites
The Sharp Grass lands lie burned to ash, though embers still smolder. Black cinders rise with each gust of wind, and scavengers occasionally step into hidden pockets of heat... Deep within the ashes, between hill and stars, and in the dreams of the Homeland's children, something struggles, suffers, and transforms anew.
ID: 5000837
Type: None
Tips: None
Duration: 4 days
Waits For: 0 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0
Starts Automatically: Yes
Triggers Result Automatically: No
Tag Tips: None
Tag Tips Up: None
Tag Tips Text:
Random Text: None
Random Text Up: None
This rite has no actions when the wait expires.
Roaming Swordsman
Locks: Yes
Is Key: No
Is Empty: No
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
This rite has no activation conditions.
This rite has no prior outcome.
This rite has no regular outcome.
On this rainy night, surely the wildfire will finally die? What ancient vengeance, what spectral curses won't wash away like mud in this downpour?
As you gaze melancholically toward the Sultan's palace, thunderous pounding shakes your door.
The nameless swordsman! He collapses on your threshold like a dying man - seemingly having spent his last strength returning from some dark, muddy place. Even unconscious, none can pry the blackened weapon from his grip... Its hilt resembles ashes, yet crimson embers pulse like breath from the scabbard's seams.
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